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... ugh stained glass windows, casting warped shapes of crimson and gold across the stone floor. Dust floated like ash in the air, turning slowly in the silence.
The chamber was not a cathedral—but it wanted to be. High ceilings, vaulted arches, glass mosaics depicting nothing holy. There were no saints here. Only symbols, and the silence of something watching.
At the center of the room, beneath the full weight of that fractured light, stood Kaelith Drosen.
His hands were fol ...
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